Come on over, come on in You can unwind, take a load off your mind Pull up a seat-take a load off your feet Get away somewhere, take a trip Take a break, take control Take advice from someone you know Get a life-get a grip Make a wish-make a move

Walk on through Come on take me away Don't push me too far Your only rivers run cold These city lights They shine as silver and gold

Rule Number One Always be aware of your surroundings And peep all exits Stay and move to the next shit Rule Number Two Love no one that don't love you And if the shit come down Then you know your way around

Don't you worry 'bout me I saw my life come crashing down I crawled, I walked, I'm flying now I found my strength on my knees Hey my friend, how you've been? What are you going through? What is this trouble, that's troubling you? He tried to turn the

Our D-I-V-O-are-see-E becomes final today Me and little J-O-E will be goin' away I love you both and this will be pure H-E double L for me Oh, I wish that we could stop this D-I-V-O-are-see-E Our little boy is four years old and quite a little man So we

An addiction to murdering Temptation to kill again The sensation comes over me I can't stop killing You tried to stop me Dead before you started Put me away Before I put another In the grave

Wraaa Everybody get the fuck up Though many have come There will never be another one Wraaa Daddy gonna pop that trunk Yeah, battle ship sunk, throwing dirt rock chunks Sling shot rocks broke no money lumps Looking up too D boys with the pretty dunks

It seems like dreams I've always have Could be, should be making me glad But why am I blue? It's up to you to explain I'm thinking maybe, baby, I'll go away Someday, someway you'll come and say It's you that I need Maybe you'll be pleading in vain It had

And that's the difference between the whiskey and you There's a bottle on the dresser by your ring And it's empty, so right now I don't feel a thing I'll be hurtin' when I wake up on the floor And I'll be over it by noon Come tomorrow, I can walk in any

Shoppin' spree for fun, she dig Saint Laurent (uh) Alexander, Laurent (yah), private flight to Milan ('Lan) Ice VV's (ice, ice), ice VS1's (VS) Off-White Vlone 1's, foreigns parked on my lawn Them 40's come we jump, I like my bitches blonde Wockhardt